
Wrong Side of the Country Songtext
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In Vancouver, I bury my youth here
End of the road come, my eyes were wide and blind
I tried to live in, the myths I've given
My imagination since I was eight or nine
That I'm a rambler, true love handler
Running on the fuel of music and wine
By downtown fountains, I laid me down by mountains
I'm on the wrong side of the country
On the wrong side of my mind
On the wrong side of the country my love
And man, I am hard to find
Guess I'm no traveler, I'm a soul unraveler
But living in me is a map of the country
Made miscalculations on the size of nations
But when the cold winds blow you can't sleep out at night
So I sit here broke down, in flat near Chinatown
Waiting for tea, wondering why when I speak I cry
I laid me down to sleep and when I sleep I cry
End of the road come, my eyes were wide and blind
I tried to live in, the myths I've given
My imagination since I was eight or nine
That I'm a rambler, true love handler
Running on the fuel of music and wine
By downtown fountains, I laid me down by mountains
I'm on the wrong side of the country
On the wrong side of my mind
On the wrong side of the country my love
And man, I am hard to find
Guess I'm no traveler, I'm a soul unraveler
But living in me is a map of the country
Made miscalculations on the size of nations
But when the cold winds blow you can't sleep out at night
So I sit here broke down, in flat near Chinatown
Waiting for tea, wondering why when I speak I cry
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